Expect the Unexpected

Gaster Time

After an indescribable amount of time (as time was still meaningless in the VOID), I finally managed to get ahold of myself. I had- mostly- come to terms with what happened, and I had the silver what the fuck- tear stains on my sleeves and face to prove it.

"☟︎♏︎●︎●︎□︎✍︎ ✋︎ ♌︎♏︎●︎♓︎♏︎❖︎♏︎ ✋︎ ♒︎♏︎♋︎❒︎♎︎ ⬧︎♒︎□︎◆︎⧫︎♓︎■︎♑︎ □︎❖︎♏︎❒︎ ♒︎♏︎❒︎♏︎⑤︎"

(Hello? I believe I heard shouting over here...)

Oh fuck. I'm in the void. Fuck. Gaster better be a decent human- monster?- being or I will punch him in the face so hard-

"Are you okay?? Do you need help? How are you even in here and not "dead"?"

"AAHHH-!"

I screech, hands flying up to my skull as I tumble backwards.

Laying on the "floor" of the VOID, I hear a sigh. "🕈︎♓︎■︎♑︎⬧︎📪︎ ♍︎♋︎●︎❍︎ ♎︎□︎⬥︎■︎📪︎ ⧫︎♒︎♓︎⬧︎ ♓︎⬧︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ◻︎♏︎❒︎⬧︎□︎■︎ ⬥︎♏︎ ⬥︎♏︎❒︎♏︎ ⧫︎□︎●︎♎︎ ♋︎♌︎□︎◆︎⧫︎📪︎ ❒︎♏︎❍︎♏︎❍︎♌︎♏︎❒︎✍︎"

(Wings, calm down. This is the person we were told about, remember?)

"Sorry, they are just so intriguing! I wanna study them so bad. Also use Aster, I don't think they understand Wingdings..."

"⚐︎♒︎, right. That is a good idea."

At this point, I felt it was about time to speak up. "Please don't dissect me, I just died and don't quite feel like doing it again yet."

Two skulls appear in my line of sight, and the less brightly dressed Gaster speaks, "Sorry about the surprise, my friend here can get a bit excited at times. Call me W.D. and this is Wings."

'Fuck. Of course there's more than one.'

I quickly scramble up to stand, brushing off my clothes before facing the two scientists- wait, was swap Gaster even a scientist? I know he swaps with riverperson, but he does still end up in the void- getting off topic again stupid ADHD- and quickly examining them. It seemed like it was just OG Gaster and his swapped counterpart, no sign of Underfell Gaster or anyone else. ' Thank god'

"Uh, hey," I awkwardly wave at them, "I'm Harmony, but- um- feel free to call me Minny."

Okay so maybe I kinda suck at social interaction... and... talking to new people in general. Look, I'm a fucking badass in my head, but I'm honestly an anxious mess that should probably leave my house more.

Minny activates social anxiety!

...

It's super effective!

On herself!

'Why am I like this?'

I fumble for a second before continuing, "S-so, do either of you know what's going on right now?"

'Don't fangirl don't fangirl don't fangirl-'

"We honestly have no idea what's happening, we were just told that you would be here for a bit before being pulled out by my son's machine." W.D. replies.

'At least I know I'm getting out of here soon...'

Wait... is this going to be like those stupid cleche fan fictions? (That I totally didn't read obsessively what are you talking about )

"Fanfictions?"

Shit I said that outloud didn't I-

"Yup!"

Fuck.

"Hey can I ask you a question?" Wings tilts his head.

"You just did."

"W.D. I swear-"

"Sure," I quickly cut into the budding argument.

Wings quickly turns back to me, "What's a Creator?"

I freeze.

"Smooth, Wings, now you've made them uncomfortable."

"I didn't mean to! If they're the person we were told about, then they're a Creator, but Ink is the god of creation! I just wanted to know the difference!"

"You could have been a little less blunt..."

At this point, I tune the Gasters out as I try to figure out what kind of multiverse I'm in, and what they mean by me being a Creator. I mean, I did make Underglaze and write a few fanfictions, so I guess it doesn't surprise me too much . But Wings said that Ink was the god of creation . What does that mean for me? Is Ink the one to make universes, instead of just helping us? Does that make me a god of creation too?? How the fuck does Classics machine manage to hold the god of creation in a single universe?

' Wait, I don't even know if Ink will be a part of that mess!'

What even is a Creator?? Can I make things? Wait- do I have magic?? I'm a monster now, I saw my SOUL (don't think about how don'tthinkaboutit- ) so I should have magic, right? Can I CHECK myself?

'But how would I...'

My eye(light?)s drift back to the- still arguing- pair of skeletons.

"Umm..."

Two sets of eyelights snap to me.

"Could... could either of you help me real quick?"

Wings jumps at the chance to stop being scolded by W.D. "Of course! What do you need?"

"How d-do you CHECK yourself?"

Wings falters, "I actually have no idea how to explain, it's sort of instinctive for me..."

W.D. quickly jumps in, "Magic is all about intent, always has been. It should do it for you if you call it up with that intention."

'That... wasn't very helpful.'

I'd ask the Gasters how to "call up my magic" but I'm pretty sure they wouldn't really know how to explain it.

'Sigh, looks like it's experiment time.'

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AN- Would anyone be interested if I drew Minny's outfit? Underglaze is my own creation (I have no idea if anyone's had the same idea or not) I wonder if anyone could figure out what it's theme(?) is. (Hint: the name is a pun- kinda)